Turn not away!

Turn not away!

Turn not away

From the fond heart thou hast slighted;

Scorn not my dream,

Bright as the beam

E'er by thy cold frown benighted.

E'er by thy cold frown benighted

E'er by thy cold frown benighted.

Bid me not now

Spurn every vow

Once so confidingly plighted

Where shall I turn

How can I learn

Other delights to awaken?

Ne'ever can I find

Joy for my mind,

Hope from my heart being taken.

Hope from my heart being taken

Hope from my heart being taken.

Vainly I'll strive

Hope to revive

When my thee scorned and forsaken.

Turn not away!

Turn not away

From the fond heart thou hast slighted;

Scorn not my dream,

Bright as the beam

E'er by thy cold frown benighted

E'er by thy cold frown benighted.

Bid me not now

Spurn every vow

Once so confidingly plighted.

When I would smile,

Grief to beguile,

Peace from my breast has departed;

When I would hide

Anguish in pride

Sorrowing teardrops have started

Sorrowing teardrops have started.

Turn not away!

Leave me not now broken hearted!